What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

The old spring is gone, but the coming year is bright.

I may not be able to celebrate the New Year with you this year. I am really sorry for all of you.

You have worked hard over the past few years. You held me in your hands for fear of dropping me, and held me in your mouths until I almost melted. I was so pampered that I almost thought I was a young lady from a secluded family.

You've all been so kind to me, and I'm so grateful for your companionship during this time. I'm actually quite afraid of pain, but you know, men are just concerned about their reputation. I haven't mentioned any pain to you, but it's actually quite torturous when it's time to feel it.

I know you feel bad, and so do I. I, Lu Yan, want to be the best in the world. Doesn't it sound a bit arrogant to say that? Haha, but now I don't even have the strength to hold the sword. It would be a lie to say that I'm not sad. In fact, I couldn't hold on for many times.

But I still persisted. After all, I still can't bear to leave you. It feels a bit hypocritical to say this, but everyone has to say some corny words in their life. Now it's time, don't criticize me.

At the end, I always want to write something for you.

What should I write? I'll just write thank you. Thank you for having you. I'm very happy to fight alongside you and walk through this life together. We all work hard for my ideas. Now that we are all leaving, I'll tell you a little secret.

Actually, I'm not sure. More than any of you, I'm eager to see if this dynasty can be reformed, and whether I can truly drive this historical chapter forward. I constantly wonder what I'd do if I failed. I've been thinking a lot lately. After all, there's nothing I can do now, except not to become a burden to you. You'll have to devote extra energy to caring for me, finding renowned doctors and medicine for me, but I can feel it myself. I'm not as strong as you think. I'm just a little brat who's trapped in his own web.

I'm still a person who is afraid of pain, so please give way to me and let me go first.

Just think of me as having finally gotten rid of this painful body.

There's no need for a grand funeral for me. I haven't done anything to bring glory to the country, so why bother? The national treasury was crying poor a few days ago. I'm going to be buried anyway, and I can't take anything with me when I'm born, so just put my share of assets into the national treasury.

Also, I'm a quiet person and don't like a bunch of people making noise in front of me. On the contrary, crying makes me feel uneasy. You know, I can't stand seeing people crying.

Everyone will die eventually. It's just that I'm stronger than you and have gone ahead to explore the way for you. Don't worry, even if we are in other places, no one can bully me.

Life is precious, and you people must live well with me.

To live well, not just to survive.

It is about laughing, being happy, and finding the meaning of life!

Here, Lu Yan would like to say goodbye to everyone in advance. If we are destined to be together, I will wait for you in another world.

New Year's Day is coming soon, so I wish you all a happy New Year in advance.

More joy, more peace,

May you have a worry-free year and stay healthy for a long time.

He wrote this letter that night while sweating and gritting his teeth. He was in so much pain that the white silk in front of him turned red from being soaked in blood and tears.

This time, he really couldn't hold on any longer.

He tried his best.

I am sorry.

He committed suicide. He broke the vase and cut a big gash on his wrist. He breathed a sigh of relief when the blood spurted out.

"Lu Yan, goodbye."

There were several sheets of letter paper filled with notes, which he carefully pressed on the table with a teapot.

His body was found that night. They had actually taken away his swords and knives because they were afraid that he would do something crazy. They even had different people checking and guarding him at different times, but he was so smart.

If he wants to leave, who can stop him?

Who could kill him?

In this New Law Dynasty that lasted for nearly a hundred years, the name Lu Yan was buried underground along with this prosperous era.

These bronze Chen letters from the same era have finally become frayed and discolored, but each one is in excellent condition, likely due to their careful preservation by those who lived.

……

The sun is getting longer,

The cicadas chirp,

The wind blowing through the forest brought the fragrance of bamboo to my face. The man on the white horse was riding his horse leisurely in the light, looking so leisurely.

He came to the familiar street but didn't see any familiar faces. He couldn't help but sigh. Then he saw a horse rushing across the street in front of him, and there seemed to be someone squatting on the ground.

The strong wind blew over the horse's hooves, and the man flew onto the back of the hasty horse like a shadow. After controlling the horse, Lu Jinan dismounted, walked to the man, and prepared to help up the old man who had fallen to the ground due to fright.

The moment their eyes met, they were both stunned. The wrinkled hand couldn't help but return the other's palm, the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes were all folded together, and the cloudy eyes seemed to be filled with tears.

"Young Master, you must be here for fun. Because I am old and my eyesight is blurry, I actually thought you looked like an old friend of mine from my youth."

Lu Jinan's gaze remained on his aged face, without a word.

He clapped his hands, then loosened them, squatted down, picked up the crutch, and limped on it.

When the two looked at each other again, the old man lowered his head and smiled silently, "At first glance, I thought he was back." He muttered to himself.

Lu Jinan wanted to help him, but he was pushed away.

Pei Xiao looked at the puzzled expression of the man in front of him and couldn't help but curl his fingers.

His eyes suddenly dimmed, "He won't come back."

"I should have known it long ago. He is the best at deceiving people."

Lu Jin'an closed his eyes, snatched the man's crutch away, and watched calmly as he lost his balance and fell toward him, but he didn't move. Pei Xiao's breath caught in his throat, and just when he thought he was about to fall, an arm suddenly grabbed him and lifted him up.

"You can't even walk. Why are you so stubborn? Seriously... Let me carry you back, old man."

Pei Xiao was so tormented that his heart was in his throat and his eyelids were twitching. He turned his head to look at the man's calm and composed appearance, and sighed in his heart that he really looked like he was asking for a beating, just like that man.

He stomped his cane several times, and laughed out loud in anger, "Go away, I'm afraid of you!"

So Lu Jinan squatted down, and Pei Xiao lay on top of him without any hesitation.

"Where is your home?"

"There's a thatched cottage in the bamboo forest ahead."

"How do you live there?"

"I just love living there, what do you care about me?"

"That's in a remote place. What will you do if you are a lame old man and have no one to take care of you? You should have a wife at your age."

Pei Xiao punched him on the back, "You look down on single old men, don't you? I can take care of myself."

Lu Jinan nodded, lifted the person up, and walked against the wind, chatting casually along the way.

It’s strange to say, although it was the first time for the two to meet, they felt like old friends and were not unfamiliar with each other.

Even... he felt a little familiar.

"Why is your leg lame?"

"You little brat, are you always so disrespectful when talking to other elders?"

The two spoke at the same time. Pei Xiao was stunned, while Lu Jinan laughed out loud.

"I'm only doing this to you. Okay, I've finished answering, it's your turn."

Pei Xiao leaned on his sturdy back, his eyes calm, "I went to look for someone, he fell on the way."

Lu Jinan stopped laughing and glanced at the soil on the ground unnaturally.

The person on his back smiled softly, like a ripple that couldn't be calmed down. "Don't hold it in, brat. I know it's quite funny. How could someone go looking for someone and break their leg?"

"It's not funny." Lu Jinan stopped and spoke in a serious tone, no longer sounding like he was deliberately teasing people like just now.

"Does it hurt?"

The wind caressed their faces, wiping away tears. Pei Xiao felt a lump in his throat, and felt that he was extremely useless.

It was like all the grievances accumulated over the years had finally been revealed.

"I broke my leg, how could it not hurt?"

"sorry."

Pei Xiao laughed nasally, "You're such a funny person, why are you apologizing to me?"

He continued walking forward with the person on his back. The closer he got, the more he felt that he seemed to have walked this road before.

"I brought up something bad and made you cry."

"Can you tell me why you live here?"

When he arrived at the thatched cottage he mentioned, he looked at a bell hanging on the eaves, which tinkled because of the wind. There was also a rocking chair in front of the door, which was rocking gently. Lu Jinan put him there and gently put him down.

Pei Xiao couldn't help but be distracted when he saw his gentle appearance.

"Because he said he would be back early."

"This is the only way to go. If he comes back, I will be the first to see him."

He sat in the rocking chair, and when he looked up at him, his eyes were filled with nostalgia for that person.

Lu Jinan pursed his lips unnaturally, lowered his head and said sullenly, "I'm sorry."

"Why do you like to say sorry so much, you little bastard? What does this have to do with you?" Pei Xiao frowned and smiled, looking at him while waving a palm-leaf fan.

"Saying sorry is useless. You're a good-looking guy. I can tell at a glance that you've deceived many girls with this rhetoric." Pei Xiao smiled at him mischievously.

Lu Jinan raised his head to him seriously, "He broke the appointment, I want to say sorry to him and to you."

Pei Xiao looked at him like that, not knowing what came to mind. He covered his face with a fan and rocked the chair gently.

"You don't have to be a good person, young man. If he wants to apologize, he should say it to me in person. You also sent me here. I won't be able to send you off because my legs are not convenient."

Lu Jinan stood there for a long time. Seeing that Yingxu had fallen asleep, he sighed, turned around and took one last look at the man. His fingertips moved slightly, and then he left silently.

The midday sun was blinding, and Pei Xiao found that no matter how hard he tried to cover his face, he still couldn't fall asleep. The memories of that man in his mind rushed to his eyes like the sea, and he grabbed the palm-leaf fan and threw it to the ground viciously.

He squinted his eyes and found that there seemed to be words written on the surface of the palm-leaf fan, but the sunlight was too dazzling and he could not see clearly.

Pei Jingtian, I'm here to keep my appointment.

Sorry, it seems a bit late.